In the shadows

Light shines,
And I stand in the shadows.

I think,
I will run to the light.

Won't the shadows follow me?

The light fades away.
I forget it.

I cast my chance away.
The shadows are a solace to my loneliness.
I am happy.

I think,
I belong here
Clambering in the dark
Of this mysterious existence.

I still have dreams,
But the light will have to find me,
And me not it.

© 2021 Loly Rinn
From a personal anthology of bygone poetry
Photo by Tanya Trofymchuk on Unsplash